Текст песни Marissa Zanola - HighTyde

I've been roaming around
I was looking down at all I see
Painted faces
Through the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody

Tyler approached me on the casino floor, ah
And asked me to write a song for Marissa Zanola
I told him I'd think about it
But now that I know just
How much that he loves you
I could not tell him "No", uh
Remember when you were in E-V-S with a mop?
And you were cleaning
And Tyler mentioned that you missed a spot?
Yeah, he told me you take care of him all of the time
You made a difference
And little Madison's calling you "Mom"
You're like four foot eleven
But see, in Madison's eyes
You're more like six foot two
Who knew that you would arise to the occasion?
TV station, Family Guy
Maybe some Bones?
Yeah, that'd be one hell of a night
And I do really hope
You two can do it a while
'Cause Tyler told me how much
He loves your beautiful smile
Personality, eyes, hair
Your hands and your feet
He'd take a bullet for you
To him, you mean everything
Yeah, Marissa, Merry Christmas!

I've been roaming around
I was looking down at all I see
Painted faces
Through the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody

You know that saying?
It's like "You've been running through my mind"
Well, that happens to Tyler Rogers
All the goddamn time
At work on third shift
That's all the fuck I hear
"I love Marissa, Ryan"
Every time that I'm near
I can't believe that someone
Would love you as much as this man does
And I'll be damned simply because
He poured all his emotion into paper and pen
I told him I would do this as a favor to him
I gave Tyler a promise
I would make the bombest
Song for you Marissa
I hate to be dishonest
And I ain't 'bout to lie
To my good friend, Tyler Rogers
The love he has for you
Is like deep psycho hypnosis (Haha)
So fuck a Brandon Cook
Go get yourself some chocolates
Enjoy a Daquiri and relax under the faucet
Plus Marissa
When you think you have it bad
And you get mad
Just look at Brandon Cook
And what a shitty life you could've had
Marissa, yeah

I've been roaming around
I was looking down at all I see
Painted faces
Through the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody

Give me a minute Marissa
So I can finish this poem
So you can understand Tylers' letters
Better when he wrote 'em
No one but he, yourself, and I
Were allowed to be showed 'em
Tyler liked you
One day he dialed you up like a modem
So you answred his call
You were no dancer at all
But see to Tyler
You were the Belle of the fanciest ball
And by fancy
I don't mean flashy, extravagant gifts
I mean when he says he loves you
You put your hand into his
And once upon a time
Way before Tyler arrived
You were unhappy
At least you had Ally by your side to sugarcoat it
But then you noticed Tyler at work
Girls like a man in a uniform
Guess it must be the shirt
And if it isn't
I don't know what to say to you, dear
Go take a trip to Hawaii
Get the fuck away from here
So much stressing and drama
Tension and left at the bottom
Work hasn't been pleasant, has it?
You are the best, lil' mama
Yeah, sincerely, Tyler Rogers

I've been roaming around
I was looking down at all I see
Painted faces
Through the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody